I never understood the red light at an empty intersection.
I’m the only one there, and still I'm forced to stop.
But the light changes fast, just like everything else.
But the red lights add seconds, even minutes to my clock,
when all I need is one instant to think.

The radio showed me the blues when I was 13
Those songs took me by the hand and said
‘Life may be a party but there are things your young eyes haven’t seen’

‘There are things in this world that you could only dream,
but kid you're still young and possibilities are bursting at the seams’

The Blues, that wild woman, she burned my mind.
She handed me the bottle of whiskey
and so the taste was made
and it was bittersweet.
Her voice was so soft but filled with regret.

Life’s a party that just goes all night
I remember when all my questions had answers
but now thoughts have no reply

My last dime is on some snake-eyes
but when they come up unlucky
the train leaves the station
and I know my wallet looks empty,
but trust me its full of time
and now I've got 36 days, 17 hours and minutes to spare

So when I’m driving around on an empty road
and the light hanging above me turns red,
I’ll know exactly where those seconds go.